The president of the rebirth of the movie queen lives next door

Chapter 378 Nightmare
Xia Yun was quickly taken away by the servant, and before leaving, she took one last look at the sea.

The setting sun spread like blood on the surface of the huge sea, and the undulating waves were more like waves piled up with blood.

And in such waves, a ship floated far away.

There was a man standing on the boat, with a youthful figure. I don't know whether it was the setting sun or real blood. Most of his shoulders were dyed a ferocious red, but his back was straight, and there was something hanging on his chest, which reflected the dazzling light in the afterglow. red rays.

Before Xiao Yun looked away, he saw that the man seemed to be looking at him from afar.

Eyes like an abyss.

What followed was a patchwork of chaotic and fragmented images.

Hurried crowds, noisy voices, medical staff in white coats coming and going, and bodyguards in black suits who were busy maintaining order with expressionless faces.

The lively and luxurious banquet hall was deserted in a blink of an eye, the unfinished red wine gleamed coldly in the goblet, and the eaten pastries were placed on the delicate plates without clearing them.

It seems that the lively dining table suddenly ends, leaving only leftovers waiting lonely for the coming mosquitoes.

Xiao Yun walked down the stairs silently, still wearing the noble princess dress.

Her footsteps passed through the empty hall, the red brick corridor, and the garden covered with night dew, and came to the main hall of Huo's house.

There was a black coffin surrounded by flowers.

A huge photo was placed in front of it, and Xiaoyun couldn't see clearly, so he walked forward step by step.

Through the ghostly weeping black-clad crowd, she came to the front of the picture.

Turn around slowly.

It was a very familiar, beautiful face.

When I woke up in the morning, I put on a skirt for myself and gently taught myself to be obedient and not to mess with the fresh face, but at this moment it was dyed into an ugly stiff black and white, and it was frozen in a pile of disgustingly colored flowers.

Xiaoyun stared blankly, and in the next second, a gentle embrace came from behind, and the old voice was sobbing with difficulty,
"Cloud, my little cloud."

Until this moment, the little child finally let out a hysterical scream.

"Do not--"

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"Do not--"

Shen Pianlu suddenly woke up from the dream.

The night outside the window is as cool as water, and the lights are far away.

She was sweating profusely while sitting under the messy thin quilt.

The girl closed her eyes, and the dream gradually faded away in the back of her mind, leaving only the ugly patch of flowers overlapping with the blood-colored sea behind her, the boy's eyes from afar.

Shen Pianlu pressed her forehead hard, feeling the sweat in her hands.

She shook her head and got out of bed, staggered a few steps and walked slowly to the sink in the living room to pour a glass of cold water.

It's been a long time since I dreamed about my childhood.

She walked up to the balcony with a water glass in her hand, leaned on the railing and looked at the city below.

Most of the lights in Wanjia have been extinguished.

Most of the rooms are full of couples sleeping together, or children who love to kick the quilt, and old people who make strange snoring noises while sleeping.

They are closely connected with each other, eating together, walking together, quarreling over small things and reconciling together, and going back and forth in this reinforced concrete city together for a better future. They have no time to eat breakfast, but they will talk to their families before going out. "I'm leaving", and every day when they go home, they will say "I'm back" loudly, and the rewards for this are warm lights and hot meals on the table that may not be delicious.

family.

This is family.

The girl took a sip of water, raised her head and stretched out a swan-like graceful line on her neck, a little bit of transparent water overflowed from her lips, reflecting the brilliant lights of the city far away, flowing over her chin and neck and sinking into the wide collar .

The cold night wind ran through her hair, and lightly leaped into the luxuriously decorated but empty dark house behind her.

Shen Pianlu raised her hand and wiped her mouth roughly. When she looked down, there was an almost indifferent calm in her dark pupils.

　Update at noon today...

　　good night...

　　It is said that I went to the supermarket yesterday and bought a pack of shredded squid. I planned to eat it slowly, but I ate it while typing. In less than a day, when I recovered, there was nothing left...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)